Flames burned, and thick black smoke billowed up.

A nondescript wooden house in the maple grove had now been reduced to the remains of flames.

Ning Fei stood not far from the wooden house, glanced at the wooden house, turned his head and left. He wants to erase the evidence that he is Wright Scissorhands, and whatever ever has been left of this wooden house, he intends to erase it completely.

He wanted a fresh start.

But is it possible?

Ning Fei quietly left the maple forest and came to the town again. At this time, the sky was already lit up with fish belly white, and the light gradually lit up the town.

The farce at the Rose Bar has long since ended, and there is an execution table in the square in the center of the town, where the corpses of more than a dozen black-robed believers are hanging at the moment. Aatrox's body was among them.

The bodies of the believers were lined up, and occasionally a gust of wind blew and they swayed gently.

There were more pedestrians on the streets, and the guards on night duty woke up from their slumber and drew a range around the execution table to prohibit pedestrians from entering.

"Phew! The abominable Moon Cult has plagued so many young girls. Some passers-by spat at the believers.

"Thank my Lord, and may the light be with the world." Someone is praying.

"Let them go to hell, well done, Sergeant William!" Someone shouted.

The number of onlookers gradually increased.

They were waiting, waiting for the most radiant time of the day to perform a sacred ritual.

The clock was ticking by, it was approaching noon, and it was less than 10 minutes before 12 noon.

It was hot, and the enthusiasm of the passers-by did not diminish in the slightest. Cultists are the most intolerable existence in this world.

"Please give way." A clean voice sounded, and pedestrians hurried out of the way. A white-bearded old man in a white religious robe slowly walked from the middle of the road.

He is the most noble white-clothed archbishop in Fenglin Town, Fu Fengyu. And behind him was the mayor of Maple Grove, John.

The world is ruled by the church and the king, and the church has a much higher status than the king, and the churches in each region are the real rulers.

Fu Fengyu walked through the crowd, and the pedestrians on both sides clasped their hands together on him, looking reverent.

His face was full of kind smiles, as if bathed in holy light, and just looking at him, he would feel a little more peaceful and peaceful in his heart.

Fu Fengyu stepped step by step and slowly walked onto the execution platform, he was facing the crowd, and behind him were more than a dozen corpses strangled by neck.

"May the light be with the world!"

Fu Fengyu gently clasped his hands together and said softly. His tone was soft, like a spring breeze.

"After a lot of twists and turns, all the heretics who hid in our town yesterday have finally been caught, thanks to the great work of the best sheriff in town, Sergeant William. On behalf of the Holy Church and on behalf of the people of the town, I express my gratitude to you. ”

Fu Fengyu bowed slightly in the direction of Sheriff William, and the pedestrians let out a burst of cheers, and William and the policemen behind him all stood up and saluted Fu Fengyu.

Fu Fengyu smiled gently at the policemen, obviously satisfied with their actions.

"These abominable heretics, this blood-worshipping, murderous moon cult, have stirred up the whole world in a state of unrest. Action has been taken on the Holy City, and the light of our God will finally illuminate every corner of the world. ”

"And now, I'm going to let you see what happens to the cultists!"

Fu Fengyu's face became serious, he put his right hand on his left chest, his left hand naturally drooped, and then closed his eyes and began to chant the incantation.

The sun is shining down, and the square is like a furnace.

"Bell, bell, bell, bell......" The bell struck twelve times out of nowhere.

The corpses of more than a dozen black-robed believers suddenly began to burn, emitting more than a dozen thick black smokes.

Burning at the stake, the most cruel punishment in the world. The Holy Religion believes that people have souls, and after death, souls will go to another world, but if the body is burned by fire, then the soul of this person will definitely be taken to a hell full of flames.

Fu Fengyu was still chanting the incantation, and the firelight illuminated the faces of the pedestrians below. At this time, a black figure appeared among the dozen black smokes, and the black shadows seemed to be in pain, roaring and screaming in the thick smoke.

The pedestrians have seen that the cultists are going to hell, and they deserve it.

The fire continued, and not long after, more than a dozen corpses completely turned into broken black skeletons, and the skeleton was hung with black burning substance, which looked a little disgusting.

"May the light be with the world."

Fu Fengyu said loudly again, and then left the square under the escort of the group.

The pedestrians who witnessed the execution dispersed contentedly, leaving a few public officials on the execution table to clean up the scene after the trial.

Ning Fei was in the corner of the square, taking all this into his eyes.

He quietly left.

It was a small road with few pedestrians, and an ordinary policeman walked slowly on this road.

Suddenly, the policeman stopped.

He turned his head and looked at Ning Fei with an indifferent expression. This person is the policeman who absorbed the blue spirit from the Rose Bar and Ning Fei last night!

"You've been with me for a long time." The policeman said lightly. "You're already wanted by the police, and I wouldn't mind wasting one more bullet if it weren't for killing you without any reward."

Ning Fei was silent, and he knew one thing from the policeman's mouth, the players were not in a gang, and if there was a conflict of interest, the players could also kill each other.

"I'm participating in this game for the first time, uh, like this." Ning Fei was organizing the language, "I want to ask if you have any other tasks?" ”

"For the first time?" The policeman sneered disdainfully, "Then it's good to live in a town like this, newcomers will basically die in the dungeon, and you will be no exception." ”

After speaking, the policeman turned his head and left, not willing to deal with Ning Fei at all. He said coldly as he walked: "Follow me again, or let me meet you again, and you will die sooner." ”

Ning Fei stopped moving, and he could tell that the police were not joking.

Newcomer, copy.

He unlocked two more keywords, and he at least knew that this cop was different from him, and it was definitely not the first time he had participated in such a game.

So, why are they coming in? Was it forced, or did it come in voluntarily.

Ning Fei turned his head and saw a wanted notice posted on the wall. The wanted warrant painted a portrait of himself, and there is a small text below: Ning Fei, male, wanted criminal at large, dead or alive, bounty of 500 gold coins.

He was speechless for a while, does this think Lao Tzu is the king of the pirates?

Fortunately, today is the first day of his want, and many people in the town are not familiar with him, so not many people recognize him. But as time goes on, his situation in the town will become more and more dangerous.

Another fatal situation!

Ning Fei wrapped his trench coat tightly and lowered an English hat a little, continuing to search for answers in this strange world.

He walked down the town's roads, intending to leave the town first and take a look outside the town. At this time, a little boy selling newspapers came up to him and crashed straight into his arms. Ning Fei just wanted to say something, but found that he didn't know when there was an envelope in his clothes.

He hurriedly turned back, and the little boy was gone.

Cult of the Moon God, messenger. Just like Ning Fei has the identity of the night watchman, the little boy's duty is to deliver information to the followers of the Moon God Cult, including the information of the last Rose Bar gathering.

But isn't Aatrox dead? How could anyone send him a letter?

He is a member of the Cult of the Moon God, and last night's gathering saw at a glance that the so-called "god" did not belong to this world, did any believers escape, and his identity was exposed?

He opened the envelope, and there was an identical black invitation with the inscription on it: "First commandment: Do not believe in any god other than me, for your god is a god of jealousy." ”

He opened the invitation, and it was another string of numbers. But the copy of "The Ring of God" was left in the wooden house by him, and now I am afraid that there is no slag left from the burn.

Where can I find this book now? Ning Fei secretly pondered, what did this string of numbers mean?

He thought of someone, the chubby guard standing by the stairs in the bar last night. The man lived in a rented house not far from the bar, where Ning Fei had seen him before going to the bar.

After yesterday's farce, the Rose Bar has been completely cordoned off, and there are police patrolling outside, and it is impossible to approach it at all. Ning Fei cautiously evaded the police patrol and slipped into the apartment next to him.

He had seen the guard in the second-floor window, and he had climbed the stairs, calculated the distance in the hallway from memory, and stopped in front of a door.

Murson Apartments, 2018.

He knocked softly on the door and heard the sound of something falling from the house. A somewhat trembling voice asked, "Who?" ”

That's right, Ning Fei thought to himself.

"It's me, Ning Fei." Ning Fei lowered his voice and said.

The guard heard Ning Fei's voice and hurriedly opened the door and pulled Ning Fei into the room, then he poked his head out and observed in the corridor, and quickly closed the door after making sure that there was no one.

"Lord Night's Watch, you don't want to die!" The guard said in horror and worry.

Ning Fei observed this apartment, the apartment was one bedroom and one bathroom, the space was relatively small, and the furniture inside was particularly messy. On the floor, on the table, and on the bed, there are dirty clothes and leftover food everywhere, which is very in line with the characteristics of fat houses in this era.

He casually flipped through the items on the table, and he saw an open envelope with the guard's name written on it: Donko.

"Donko, letter, did you receive it?" Ning Fei put the pants hanging on the chair on the bed, then sat on the chair and looked at Tang Ke and asked.

"My lord, don't be kidding, I'm not qualified to receive letters. Only someone of your stature will receive a letter from a Whisperer. Tang Ke looked a little restrained, and the fat that had nowhere to put in his body shook and shook, and it looked like he had been frightened by the last night.

"Whisperers." Ning Fei's eyes changed slightly, and he sighed in his heart, "This Moon God Sect is much more terrifying than I imagined. ”

He looked at Tang Ke and secretly had a new plan in his heart.